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Summary:
Harry is reflecting on the things that happened last year at the Department of Mysteries when he gets an unexpected visitor. He learns about his family and moves on after the death of Sirius. A new event begins at Hogwarts and Harry learns he must participate if he wants to help the Order. Harry begins working harder than ever to accomplish the task when one of the only people he feels understands him is taken by Voldemort. He deals with the contents of the prophecy and all the pressures that normal teens have, growing stronger to do what's asked of him all the time.
Chapter 2: First Meeting
Harry looked around the dark, gloomy house as memories of Sirius came to his head. He closed his eyes. Sirius was falling through the veil. He could hear Bellatrix Lestrange's laughs as he struggled with Lupin to get to Sirius. There was no way he could be dead. He had only fallen through.
Just then a voice pulled him from his thoughts, "Harry!" Harry opened his eyes to see a girl with bushy, brown hair running towards him. Hermione ran up and gave him a big hug.
"Hey Hermione. Where's Ron?" Harry asked, looking around for his other best friend.
"I don't know. I left him upstairs somewhere when I heard you arrive, I so glad to see you again, how have you been?" Said Hermione. As she finished saying this, the two heard feet coming down the stairs. A boy with red hair and lots of freckles appeared.
"Hey Harry!" Ron said coming down the stairs, "I thought you must be here since Hermione ran off and left me in the room alone." Harry couldn't see how they could just act like nothing had happened. He didn't see how they could be so happy when they were back in this house. Nobody but me seems to care about him, Harry thought, nobody, but me.
"Harry," said Mrs. Weasley, emerging from the door that led down to the basement kitchen, "Professor Dumbledore would like to see you." Mrs. Weasley didn't look pleased about whatever it was that Dumbledore wanted to say to Harry, and that made Harry very nervous. Harry glanced at his two best friends before he turned and followed Mrs. Weasley down the hall.
She stopped and motioned Harry into the room. Dumbledore, Lupin, and Mad-Eye Moody were there.
"Hi Harry, it's nice to see you again. Come on in and sit down," said Lupin standing up and coming over to Harry. He led Harry over to a seat at the table and placed a bowl of food in front of him. Harry didn't eat anything though. This is so weird, Harry thought, what do they want
with me?
"Harry," Dumbledore started, "since I'm your great grandfather, I'm able to permit you to do some things and join certain groups." Harry looked at Dumbledore curiously, wondering what he was talking about. "We have come to a conclusion," said Dumbledore, " we want you to be in the
Order, Harry. I believe it's important for you to know what's going on and to be able to help us. It will be especially helpful when you return to school. You've shown great bravery the times you've stood up to Voldermort and his death eaters and you are loyal to your friends. Do you wish to join?" Harry didn't know what to say. He sat there, aghast, just staring at Dumbledore. Did he really just say what Harry had thought he'd said? Dumbledore chuckled. "I'll take that as a yes," he said after Harry still hadn't said anything for a few seconds. Harry smiled slightly not knowing what to say. "Now, we have a meeting tonight and I expect you to be there, Harry, you will not tell any of your friends that you are in the Order though," said Dumbledore looking sternly at Harry. Harry nodded. Harry left the room five minutes later not knowing exactly how he felt. Happy or sad, he didn't know, but he did know that he felt confused.
"Harry," said Hermione as he walked into the room that he and Ron shared, "what did Dumbledore want to say?"
"Um...just...don't get into trouble this year," said Harry hesitantly.
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It was ten at night and Harry was the only one awake in the room. Harry crept quietly from the room so Ron wouldn't wake up. He was walking down the hallway looking at all the pictures in the hallway; until he came to this picture, it was a picture that had been taken of him and Sirius the year before. They were waving, large smiles on their faces. Harry blinked back tears as he tore his eyes from the picture and kept walking towards the kitchen.
"I can't do this," Harry said quietly to himself wiping all the rest of his tears away.
"Potter! Hurry up! We can't wait all night for you," growled Moody from the kitchen door. Harry sighed and followed him into the room. Dumbledore smiled at Harry as Harry sat down at the table. He was aware that all eyes were on him.
He was thankful when Dumbledore started talking, "Welcome Harry! It's nice to see you again. Everyone should be aware that Harry is now a member of the Order." There were looks of surprise after Dumbledore said this. Snape looked furious and glared down the table towards Harry. Harry returned it with a look of loathing of his own. He wasn't in the mood to see Snape at the moment, especially after what happened to the letter. He didn't enjoy his least favorite teacher when he didn't have to, "Now, the death eaters have escaped from Azkaban with the help of the dementors. It seems they have gone over to Voldemort's side. At the present time, we aren't sure what their plan is so Severus, that will be your job," said Dumbledore, looking to Snape, "any questions?" nobody said anything, " Does anyone have information you think we should know," Dumbledore asked.
Harry looked around as Fred and George raised their hand," There has been suspicious sightings at Diagon Alley, you might want to look into it," Fred said and George nodded to confirm it.
"Kingsley and Tonks, I want you to go down to Diagon Alley and see if you can figure out anything," said Dumbledore, "Severus, see if you can figure out anything about this from Voldermort, and let me know soon," Dumbledore paused before he went on, "Does anyone else have any information?" Dumbledore asked. Than there was a pause, and nobody moved, he looked at everyone, and than said, "This concludes the meeting," Dumbledore straightened up the papers in front of him. People began moving around and talking while Harry just sat there. He was so tired he could barely walk, and he was still very confused. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked up into Dumbledore's smiling face. "Come on, Harry," he said quietly," let's get you to bed." Harry smiled gratefully to him as they made their way to a room on the first floor that had two beds and a nightstand. He laid down on the bed and fell asleep before his head even touched the pillows.